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This thread has probably been started about a thousand times but I can't be bothered to read through all the crap you wierdos post to find it. So.....let's recap, any memorable first time experiences anyone? I remember mine like it was yesterday, it was clear spring morning (about 3am) and the lush meadow grass was still wet with dew.....
Unfortunately I wasn't aware of this at the time because I was sprawled out drunk on my friends, friends couch. I was all of 14 years old, horny, wasted and surrounded by (seemingly) attractive girls, well surrounded by this one girl more specifically, her name eludes me now that I come to think of it, but I remember how she looked and felt quite clearly. In fact now that I come to dredge these memories out of long-term storage they are surprisingly vivid, and they alcohol say brain kills cells!
Moving on, I remember sitting on the expensive black leather settee in my friends, friends living room, which was on the ground floor. Everyone else was passed out two floors above in the bedrooms, except for the nameless girl (hithero reffered to as X) and myself. She had cherry-blonde hair about halfway down her back, with a touch of curl to it which today I would probably consider quite cute, although at the time I was more concerned with her still-forming breasts, sporting the most delicously over-large and bright pink nipples I have encoutered to this day. We had nothing but a strawberry flavoured condom and a nearly finished half litre of JD between us, and we intended to make the most of it. I remember still being rather shocked when the realisation of what was about to happen dawned on me. Through the whisky-induced haze I recall ordering her to "strip" as I sat on the couch watching, strange to think that these days i'd feel much less comfortable with callously orering a woman to remove her clothes.
The living room light was on and in the harsh glare I could see every contour of her body as she complied with my request (demand?) and stripped naked. By this time my teenage libido had successfully kicked the shit out of the alcohol running through my veins attempting to stifle my urges.....I quickly removed my own clothes, spilling the bottle of whisky on the floor in the process and sat back as the girl, quite without prompting, knelt between my legs and began to give my first(and up until very recently, best) ever blow-job.
Unfortunately, being a drunk and horny first-timer I was ill equipped to fully appreciate the situation I was in, and instead of simply relaxing and enjoying myself I decided enough was enough and pulled the girls head off my dick. I leaned down and we kissed passionately and badly for a few minutes as she fumbled with getting the condom onto me. When we were finally all strapped in and ready to go, she lay down on her back on the thick living room carpet and spread her legs. I swear the image of that girls pussy, with just the beginnings of what would probably become quite an impressive pubic thatch, will be with me until the day I die.
After a brief moment enjoying the view, I mounted the good lady and began to fuck her the only way I knew how, which was rather poorly i'm afraid. At this time I was still inclined to view sex as something of a race, and I intended on coming first!
Unfortunately that was never an issue, as about 2 minutes into the action X's best friend (who's name I can remember - Jade - go figure) burst into the room.......
Well what can I say? Tears, shouting, promises of physical violence were flying about the room, I decided to chalk one up to experience and make a hasty retreat.....and the next day? she was gone, never to be seen again. Although I did have an evil bastard of a hangover to keep me company for the rest of the day.
Well, I rather enjoyed that, anyone else fancy a go?